She's been feeling a little thick and sickly
She cut her hair too short
Now no one stares at her no more
Ah fuck, what a drag
She thinks back to being in love, when she gets drunk
It's nearly been four years
And he's doing so well, she hears
Ah fuck, what a drag
What a drag
Ay, ay
She says, oh, no, I've never been better
All my days been coming up aces
She says, naw, dawg, you got it twisted
My whole fate is coming up aces
When she speaks, you'd swear that she was seventeen
Her suffering lays in wait
And it's only used for when she paints
Her step, and lips and breasts, her fingertips
Calloused, cracked, and cold
"Oh, well you should find a man," she's told
Ah fuck, what a drag
What a drag
What a drag
What a drag
Ay, ay, ay
She says, oh, no, I've never been better
All my days been coming up aces
She says, naw, dawg, you got it twisted
My whole fate is coming up aces
All my days been coming up aces
My whole fate is coming up aces
She says, oh, no, your breath is wasted
Nothing changes
Nothing changes
And this life's just entertainment
Nothing changes
Nothing changes
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